Story 1 - (No Title)
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This story contains mainly Twilight and Rainbow Dash, plus Spike at the end
The genre is "sexual-implications and misunderstandings" in a comedy way
(NO sex of any form is depicted, only implied)
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"Uhm, What exactly did you say again?" Twilight asked as she stared at Rainbow Dash.
"You heard me perfectly clear the first time." Rainbow responded, now starting to blush a little,
enough to feel her cheeks get warmer but not yet enough to be noticed by Twilight.
"You. You, of all ponies. You want to borrow books that are not Daring Do stories."
"Yes, Twilight, I of all ponies want something else, and I told you exactly what I want,
and I know you have that sort of books here, you have everything!
Just...You.. You can never tell anypony about this, especially not Applejack or Rarity.
Those two would just love this sort of thing..." Now Rainbows blush was starting to become visible.
Twilight turned around and started walking towards a bookshelf.
"Well yeah, I do have that sort of books, I just.. I never expected you wanted something like that..."
"Twilight. Once every year, we all experience this. We all go into heat. Even you.
And all of us handle it differently. Most ponies simply get somepony to fuck, But I don't have
anypony to do that, so I have to find alternatives, Something to get my mind off dicks!"
Twilight pulled out a book from the bookshelf and handed it over to Rainbow Dash.
"This should be sufficient for your needs, Rainbow. Just make sure not to get any pages...messy."
"Thanks.. and remember, do not tell anypony... Pinkie Promise!"
"Cross my heart and hope to fly, Stick a cupcake in my eye..." Twilight said and did the movements
associated with the promise. "Now, was there anything else you wanted,
or can I return to my breakfast and daily librarian duties now?" She asked and tried to avoid yawning.
It was still relatively early in the morning after all.
"Yeah yeah I'm done, Gotta go now, I.. need to.. Uhm.. Get some more supplies and get home to use this book.."
Rainbow almost stuttered as she started to turn around and flew away at almost-top speed.
A couple of hours later, Spike wandered down from the upper floor and went to the bookshelf
where Twilight had taken the book earlier. He searched the shelfs for a moment, But could
not find what he was looking for, so he went to look for Twilight, who was now in the basement.
When she noted him coming, she lifted her head from a large pile of parchments.
"Oh, good morning Spike. Everything ok up there?"
"Mostly, yeah... But I can't find my book. You would'nt know where it is, do you?"
"Hm, the green one? Rainbow Dash borrowed that one, I hope it's ok..."
then she suddenly remembered her Pinkie Proomise.
"Oh fuck.. I was not supposed to tell anypony about that, She made me Pinkie promise..."
"Don't worry Twilight, I won't tell anypony... I just don't see what she would need my book with 1001 Cake Recipes..."
// The End.
Before The Stories - Authors Note and More Detailed Descriptions
Story 2 - Noises
Noises...
This story contains Twilight and Spike
The genre is basically a light version of a suspense ghost story
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Twilight Sparkle grumbled and sat up in her bed. That scratching noise from downstairs was
getting louder, and now it had gotten to a point where she could no longer ignore it in her
attempts to fall back asleep after it had awakened her a while ago.
She stood up from her bed and started slowly walking toward the staircase,
and as she walked down she lit her horn with magic, producing a cold white light similar to a flashlight.
"Spike, I know you sometimes can't sleep, but could you please keep the noise down after dark?
Even if you can't sleep, I still need to. I have work to do you know."
No answer, but the scratching stopped. Everything was quiet again.
Now maybe Twilight could finally get some sleep again, she thought.
She went back to bed and tucked herself in under the blanket,
and just as her head touched the pillow she fell asleep. Her dreams were peaceful and calm,
her sleep was deep and her energy slowly came back to her. Then, suddenly...
The scratching started again.
She once again sat up, but this time silently. "SPIKE, BE QUIET!" She shouted towards
the stairs and the floor below. No answer this time either, but once again the scratching stopped.
She would have to discuss this with Spike in the morning, she thought.
Again, she fell back asleep and drifted into the land of dreams, Luna's domains.
In the morning she had decided to sleep in for a while, so she got up just before 10.00.
She went to the kitchen and started brewing coffee and making a sandwich for breakfast when she heard the door open.
It was Spike.
"Hey Twilight, ready for todays work?" he asked as he walked in and sat down at the kitchen table,
grabbing himself a glass of juice on the way.
"Let me have my breakfast first.. Oh by the way Spike, what where you doing all night?
I heard you scratching several times, even though I told you to be quiet. you did hear me right?
I mean, every time I told you, you were quiet for a while before you started again."
"uuuh.. uhm, Twilight...." Spike started, but he was cut off by Twilight who continued,
"I mean, I DID tell you several times I needed to sleep. Whatever you were doing,
I'm sure it could have waited until daytime, right?"
"Twilight, I... wasn't home. I was at that sleep-over with the Crusaders last night, don't you remember?
I wasn't in the library!"
"Spike... stop it.. you're not as funny as you think..."
"I'm serious, Twilight. I was at the Crusader clubhouse all night.. I left home yesterday and returned just now.."
"But... but.. the scratching noises.. Who, or what, was that?! Did someone break in last night? Is anything missing?!"
Twilight started to panic and ran out from the kitchen to start looking
for signs of a break-in, and to see if anything was gone or out-of-place. Nothing was.
Except for some scratch marks on the side of one of the bookshelfs.
"Spike, You never scratched the shelfs, did you...?"
"Never."
"This one has scratchmarks...
(And in lack of an actual ending - Have this instead.)
It was a day like any other in the Golden Oaks Library in Ponyville.
The librarian, Twilight Sparkle, was doing her regular librarian duties such as making sure
the books are sorted correctly and kept dust-free and well organized.
In the basement her assistant, Spike, was going through some old boxes and files they had
found earlier that same day. Among other things, he found the previous librarians book records,
a list of who borrowed what and when it was returned. He decided to take a quick look in it,
when he discovered something... So he went upstairs to get Twilight.
"Hey, Twilight! I found something you need to see..."
The purple unicorn turned her head from the bookshelf she was dusting.
"What is it Spike?" she asked in a curious tone.
Spike pulled out the record, and found the page where he had seen the problem.
"Here.. It's the previous Library Record. Look here, last page..."
"But... according to this, there's a book that was never returned! By now, it's overdue by
almost three whole years!"
"That's why I thought you needed to see this. Should we try to find the pony who borrowed it?
The name and address is all here, We could easily track him down."
Spike said, his tone hinting that he was eager to get out of the library and do something
other than searching old boxes in the basement.
"Well.. As the current librarian, I need to take responsibility for any and all books belonging
to the library. Look up the address and name, and the title of the book. I will go and have a talk with him,
and explain the situation so we can solve this."
Spike looked it all up, as instructed. He gave Twilight the name, address and title.
She went out the door a few minutes later, and walked across town to the outskirts on the far east of town.
She went up to the small house, and knocked on the door.
A middle-aged stallion opened the door, and looked at Twilight with a questioning expression.
"And... what do you want? You here to sell stuff? You look like you're selling stuff. I don't need stuff."
Twilight tried to keep herself calm, and smiled.
"No, I'm not here to sell anything. I'm the Librarian at Golden Oaks, and.. well.. A few years ago, you borrowed
a book that never got returned, so I'm here to get it back. Your name IS Parchment Scroll, right?"
The stallions face turned slightly grumpy.
"Yes, I'm Scroll. And NO, I don't have any old book from your library."
"But, according to the previous librarians records, you borrowed a book titled 'The Art of Hay Weaving',
three years ago. But you never returned it."
"Do I look like I weave stuff?! I'm a stallion, not an old wrinkly mare."
At this point, Twilight began to get irritated. "Please, Sir. I'm not judging you or anything,
I'm just trying to get the book back to the library, I know you have it!"
"Nope. Get lost."
He slammed the door in Twilights face. Now, before we proceed you need to know that up until now,
Twilights week has been REALLY bad. Exactly nothing has gone the way she wanted it. So when
Parchment Scroll slammed a door a mere inch from her face, that was the final drop needed for her to completely
snap and finally loose her mind. Which explains what Twilight did next.
Instead of knocking again, she moved a few steps back to get room for movement. From this distance,
she leaped and double-hoof jump-kicked the door open, somehow still landing on all four hoofs
on the now broken remains of what was a door moments ago.
"OK YOU MOTHERBUCKER, NOW YOU'RE GOING TO GIVE ME BACK THE BOOK BEFORE I REALLY GET MAD!!!"
Now, Parchment Scroll was of course quite shocked by this, and stood paralyzed for a moment before he managed to speak.
"b-b-but I don't have the book, I already told you..."
Twilight looked around the room, ignoring the shocked pony. Her eyes fell upon something that, quite frankly,
made her go beyond angry. In the room, there was a table with a broken unstable leg. That leg was supported
by a book being placed under it, on the floor. The library book he had claimed not to have.
So not only had he lied about having it, he also used it the wrong way.
"You... YOU.. how DARE you use a LIBRARY BOOK as a TABLE SUPPORT?!" Twilight screamed at the stallion,
who now went from shocked to terrified. He tried to excuse himself, but was not very successful...
"I.. I didn't remember I had it there, I swear! I never look at it, it's just there.. I honestly did not know that was your library book!
Please don't hurt me...?"
Twilight just stared at the stallion, a insane smile slowly forming on her face as she looked around the room.
"Oh, I'm not going to hurt you..."
A few days later, Rarity came to visit the Golden Oaks Library. Twilight was in a much better mood now,
since the "incident" had been resolved. They sat down in the Library with a pot of herbal tea, as they often did,
to discuss the daily happenings and news over a cup of tea. They had been doing this once a week for a couple of months now,
and they both enjoyed the time they got together.
Rarity looked around the room, and her eyes fell upon something on one of the walls.
"Say, Twilight... When did you get that replica pony head trophy on the wall? It's rather..
morbid and quite frankly hideous.. Maybe you should reconsider having it on display in the library? It looks so real..
It could scare somepony you know, Darling. I honestly don't see the charm in having such creepy thing here.
It makes the library feel like a Nightmare Night carnical attraction. You know, those 'House of Horror' things."
Twilight smiled and poured some more tea as she responded.
"Oh that? It's a reminder for ponies to return books on time, before they're overdue..."
Rarity looked a bit confused.
"I don't think I quite understand how you mean, Twilight."
Twilight just kept smiling and drinking her tea.
"Well, nevermind that.. What's new with you?"
//The End...?
